As she watched the willowy man, Luna forgot that she still bled beneath her bandages. Forgot that the scent of death was still on her. That the War was still raging and, that the fate of the wizarding world rested in the sullied palm of the Boy Who Lived, and Luna could do nothing to help. War has a way of numbing your senses.

As she watched the willowy man, Luna forgot that she still bled beneath her bandages. Forgot that the scent of death was still on her. That the War was still raging and, that the fate of the wizarding world rested in the sullied palm of the Boy Who Lived, and Luna could do nothing to help. War has a way of numbing your senses.